A Gentle First Stirring

The quiet air felt warm. I paused, letting the gentle quiet settle around me before trying anything. Slowly, my left paw twitched, then lifted. It worked. I reached out toward the colorful patterned cushion beside me, pressing gently into its soft fabric. The soft fold yielded beneath my touch, comforting and familiar. I leaned back into the cozy nest of blankets and rested in the stillness.